Chapter 143 Puppet Art and Unsealing

Zhou Ze fell asleep.

He slept until eight o'clock in the evening.

When he opened his eyes and took off the newspaper covering his face, he saw Yingying sitting next to him, holding the book that she never seemed to finish, *The Self-Improvement of a Maid*.

No wonder he could fall asleep.

He had only wanted to close his eyes and rest for a while.

Who knew Yingying would lean over so considerately.

"Boss, you're awake?" Yingying put down her book.

Zhou Ze nodded, got up from the sofa, went to the bathroom, took a shower, and washed up again.

The revitalized Old Daoist happened to walk into the bookstore at this moment. He had just gone to deliver some fruit to Gou Xin, who was lying in the neighboring pharmacy.

The young man was so touched that he was almost crying, begging him not to be so polite.

"Huh, where's the boss?"

"Taking a shower."

Hearing this, the Old Daoist picked at his ear. He still had a bandage wrapped around his forehead. "Heh, the boss sure wastes a lot of water in a day."

The little monkey was sitting at the computer behind the counter, staring intently at the screen, playing Dota Auto Chess.

"Keep your eyes away from the screen."

The Old Daoist walked over and reached out to lift the little monkey's forehead.

Then, he took out some ice cubes from the small refrigerator under the counter, first warmed them in his hand, and then rubbed them on his forehead.

Damn it.

Now that he thought about it, the Old Daoist was also full of anger. How could he be so unlucky as to be hit by that stone?

The little loli and the little boy were sitting in the corner of the bookstore, doing their homework. The Old Daoist glanced at them and muttered in his heart, how could this magical elementary school homework never be finished?

"Hey, Old Daoist!"

Zheng Qiang walked over from the Internet cafe across the street and waved to the Old Daoist.

Although the pig head and pig trotters had been eaten, the alarm hadn't been completely lifted, so these ghost messengers who were originally from other places still had to stay here at the bookstore for a while.

"What's up?"

The Old Daoist responded calmly, with a natural pride like a central government cadre facing a local official.

"A tea merchant on my side told me that new tea is on the market in Tong City. Want to sample it together tonight?"

The Old Daoist was stunned for a moment and refused, "This Daoist likes to drink old tea."

"Drink my ass, come out with me!"

Lawyer An happened to trot down the stairs at this moment.

The Old Daoist and Zheng Qiang exchanged glances, both surprised at how Lawyer An could hear them so clearly from so far away.

Lawyer An was holding a map of Tong City in his hand, waving it, and said:

"You, call up Liu Chuyu and Yueya, plus..."

Lawyer An looked at the two elementary school students doing their homework in the corner, and pointed to the little loli.

The little boy felt something and raised his head, looking straight at Lawyer An.

Lawyer An immediately turned his hand and scratched his hair, saying:

"Just the three of you ghost messengers are enough, come with me to a place."

"Okay." Zheng Qiang nodded immediately, while taking out his phone to call Liu Chuyu and Yueya, who were staying at the Internet cafe.

The Old Daoist pointed to himself and said:

"Am I going too?"

"…………" Lawyer An.

Lawyer An smiled at the Old Daoist: "We can't leave the house without someone to take care of it. We few can go."

Zhou Ze happened to come out after his shower and asked, seeing the situation:

"What's wrong?"

"Something happened to an old client of mine, the one who gave me the information before."

Lawyer An pointed to the vegetable garden next door, meaning that it was that person who had given the information about Geng Chen's location before.

Zhou Ze had always known that Lawyer An ran a network of relationships and had connections with some forces in Hell. In the mortal realm, there were also many clients that Lawyer An had arranged to smuggle over in the past, and these clients all had their own channels of contact with Hell.

"What's wrong?"

"It's not a big deal." Lawyer An shrugged. "He sent me a text message, and when I called back, the phone couldn't get through.

It shouldn't be a big problem, maybe he's been killed."

Not a big problem, maybe he's been killed, hmm...

Hearing this, it just gave people a weird feeling.

"I'll take people to take a look first, to determine whether it's a normal accident or some other reason. He lives in Rugao."

Zhou Ze nodded, but asked again:

"Old Xu's matter?"

"Old Xu said that he sensed it in the southwest direction the day before yesterday, in the northwest direction yesterday, and now it's in the northeast direction. The location is too far away, and the sensation is very vague. God knows where it will run tomorrow. Let's act after confirming the specific location.

It's going south one moment and marching north the next, I can't really pinpoint it."

After speaking,

Lawyer An nodded to Zhou Ze,

"Boss, I'll go first."

"Dinner..."

"We'll settle it on the road."

Lawyer An and Zheng Qiang walked out of the bookstore, got in the car, and drove directly to the entrance of the Internet cafe, waiting for Yueya and the others to come out.

Zhou Ze turned around, looked at the clock, and then asked the Old Daoist:

"Have you eaten dinner?"

Even if he fell asleep, they couldn't not wake him up to eat.

The Old Daoist's face twitched, and he said, "Boss, if you're hungry, just order takeout."

"What's wrong? Did Old Xu get his period and isn't cooking tonight?"

Zhou Ze walked to the kitchen door and heard the sound of pots, bowls, and pans colliding and stirring inside. Wasn't he cooking?

Turning sideways, he looked inside,

Zhou Ze's gaze froze,

He saw three paper figures, as big as ordinary people, standing in the kitchen cooking.

On the stove, there was all sorts of dark cuisine.

The most ridiculous thing was,

One of the paper figures was on fire, but it was still stirring the iron pot non-stop.

What was Old Xu doing?

Zhou Ze frowned slightly, walked to the vegetable garden next door, pushed open the door, and saw Old Xu sitting cross-legged on the dirt, his ten fingers trembling non-stop in front of him, very focused.

Seeming to sense someone coming,

Old Xu opened his eyes,

At the same time,

The Old Daoist's exclamation was heard from the bookstore:

"Damn, the kitchen's on fire!"

Zhou Ze looked at Old Xu helplessly and said, "Are you practicing puppet art?"

While asking, his gaze moved to Geng Chen, who was still tied up by Bawanghua.

Xu Qinglang nodded and said, "I'm still not very skilled at it."

"I say, Old Xu, it's okay to practice, but don't set the house on fire."

"Mm, I'll be careful. I pasted some water-based talismans in the kitchen beforehand, so it's not a big problem."

"What about dinner?"

"When I can control the puppets to make dishes that taste the same as before, it means that I've mastered this puppet art."

Zhou Ze pursed his lips,

Wanting to ask:

Then what do we eat?

But he was too embarrassed to ask, after all, Old Xu didn't get paid in the bookstore.

Cough,

Boss Zhou suddenly remembered,

He seemed to have never paid any employees in the bookstore.

Therefore, it was a kindness for people to cook, and it was beyond reproach if they didn't.

Okay, let's listen to the Old Daoist. It seemed like they had to eat takeout for a while.

Geng Chen looked at Zhou Ze and asked:

"Have you found any news about the other sources?"

Boss Zhou really admired this guy. He was truly a role model of "I am for everyone."

"Not yet, but I'll lie to you and say I'm trying hard to find it."

Geng Chen nodded and closed his eyes again.

Zhou Ze walked to the edge of the field and sat down.

Only his head was left on the ground. Deadpool slowly opened his eyes and looked at Zhou Ze with a warm smile.

Zhou Ze reached out and knocked on his head,

"Don't smile, you smile at everyone, you really look like an idiot."

Deadpool smiled even more happily.

The black girl sat in a wheelchair, took a cup, poured a glass of juice, and handed it to Zhou Ze.

Zhou Ze took the juice and said at the same time:

"Lie down on the straw bed, I'll undo the seal for you."

Hearing this, the black girl's excitement was beyond words, but she seemed a little uneasy, as if hesitating about something, and then said:

"Actually, I'm already used to it."

Serving a ruler is like serving a tiger,

What's more,

The terrifying existence inside this person in front of her was even more difficult to provoke.

"I don't have time to play mind games with you, lie down."

When people performed well, they had to be given a sweet treat. Boss Zhou couldn't afford to pay wages, but at least he could help people take off their shackles.

In the team battle during the day, Zhou Ze had also seen Deadpool's strength, and that was under the premise that Deadpool hadn't tried his best. This was enough to show how well the black girl had trained Deadpool.

Letting people sit in a wheelchair or crawl on the ground to grow vegetables was indeed a bit unreasonable.

The black girl obediently lay down on the straw bed,

The reason for lying here was not because the conditions were simple, but because these straws would always maintain the softest, driest, and warmest state, which was more comfortable than the Simmons mattresses sold in the malls outside.

Zhou Ze took a sip of juice, let go, the cup fell, and a vine grew out of the ground, taking the cup.

Immediately afterwards,

Zhou Ze walked to the black girl, squatted down,

Ten fingernails slowly grew out,

And were placed on the black girl's knees.

After about half a minute,

Zhou Ze raised his hand,

Ten black threads were pulled out from Zhou Ze's fingertips, and then were torn apart fiercely.

"Ahhhhh!!!!!!"

The black girl let out a scream,

But immediately after,

There was an extremely comfortable sense of relief.

"Old Zhou, have you learned formations recently?"

Xu Qinglang asked curiously.

You know, that was Ying Gou's seal. Zhou Ze could undo it so easily. Most importantly, Xu Qinglang didn't sense Ying Gou's awakening aura.

In other words, this was Zhou Ze breaking the seal with his own strength.

Zhou Ze shook his head and said, "I didn't learn it, it's not difficult."

Zhou Ze shook his hand, walked out of the vegetable garden, and went back to the bookstore.

And Geng Chen, who had been teaching Xu Qinglang puppet art, said:

"That seal is very domineering, I don't believe he doesn't understand formations."

Xu Qinglang chuckled,

And then put on a serious face,

Saying:

"I believe he doesn't."

"How is that possible..."

"In the old houses, no matter how strong the door is built, there will always be a hole left for the dog to easily enter and exit."

"Are you speaking in riddles?"

Xu Qinglang shook his head and said:

"You don't understand."

————I am the dividing line that you don't understand————

I owe you two chapters from yesterday, I'll find a chance to make them up in the next few days. I have a lot of trivial things to deal with these days, I'll try to deal with them as soon as possible.

Don't panic, hold on tight to Dragon!